They met in the middle,
hands clasped tight.
But then, with a petal storm
swept up by the howling wind-
She woke up in a flower field
amidst her namesake,
the roses,
and waving stalks of grass
that swayed and swirled
in a whispering breeze.
Mary
Abigail Edwards, 2019
Silver Key, Digital Art,
Scholastic Art Awards